Ask A Black Guy

Omg, ya'll are killin' it!
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Well,

Once again, I am going to jump in on this one. Beauty and Bootie are in the eyes of the beholder. Our culture is one that at its roots of improvisation and change.You hit it on the first beat, we groove it on the second, Look for us here and you will probably find us there. We invented drama, trauma and yo' mama! So those who cant take the heat usually stay out of the kitchen (in every sense of that word) We were post modern before post modern was post modern. We cant just just do it plainly we have to throw a little hip and spin into it to bring out the flavah! But mind the tongue behind those luscious lips can be as sharp as the hips are round! We are the Gumbo YA YA and dont it taste good , chile? Now Mista Geechee , or Dee Blackthorne or NJQT, or Rommette or Chocko Kittie or Marley, or 8060 or Or Gone A orAlter Ego, or Lex or Playainda, or Invisi riff on the second verse of this spiritual! :biggrin1:

Oh goodness it ain't enough time in the day to reveal the sexy secrets of my ethnicity. I can't speak for everybody, but this is why I love my black men;

I love a black man wit' his rims and his tims and his fitted wit' the brim cocked to the side
cuz he just...don't.....give a fuck!:eek:
Black men are notorous for walking with stride and their heads held high with' pride and making millions from a dollar that started as a dime
And that dick!
Lord, Jesus a black motherfucker will pick you up, throw you around
toss it, flip it, rub it down
make you call ya best friend and tell 'em yo' soul mate has been found!
a black man will swing that dick so good it'll have you scramblin eggs and bakin' a steak at 10 o'clock in the mornin I mean Goddamn it ain't enough ways to tell you how much I love black men but it really shouldn't be a mystery I mean look at our history!!! Tell me you ain't fall in love with Luther when he hit that low note. Now as soon as I find me a thug like Tupac that's as educated as Obama that can move like Gregory Hines and blow the horn like Mr. Armstrong, I'll be set!! I used to think he was hidin' but I've narrowed his where-a-bouts down to four locations; he's either at a jazz-soul cafe, at home workin' on his PhD, throwin' his hands up at a rap concert or at the bank applying for a loan so he can start his own line of urbanwear. Nothin' is sexier than a brotha' on the grind.:wink:

Naughty you got me actin' goofy at 10 o'clock in the mornin girl, if my mind wasn't so damn frazzled I'd find one of my better pieces about black love but damnit this'll have to do for now.

...Well I'm no Langston...

and I can't speak on the pleasures of the black dick since I prefer giving it. Kinda like an innate mojo stick...but I love my brown skin and my tongue so slick...or how I'm a marvel to the world like Sydney Portier to the big screen flick...like Michael jordan we're often imitated...but never duplicated...and unable to be emasculated...

...I love all women that sit upon creation's perch but this is for my black queens...the mothers of teh Earth...underestimated at birth...but when times get hard and the youngins feel emaciated...Mrs' Brown Sugar can cook those ho cakes and corn beef for all it's worth...when the winter fire is dyin and teh baby is cryin...the roof is leakin and the bill collectors are speakin...Mrs. Brown Sugar is always there first...

...When daddy passed or the Cubs finish damn near last...for those broken bones she was the cast...but when we got outta line...she wouldn't hesitate to cut our ass...so it don't bother me when Mrs. Brown Sugar asks me to cut the grass...and when she offers up that cash for it...I gladly pass...

...Mrs. Brown Sugar taught me to have pride and walk tall...and regardless of skin color...to love all...and that I aint gotta be crooked to ball...but I learned that last one the hard way...and on that court day...she took the tension and pain away...

...Cuz of Mrs. Brown Sugar...I love lookin at Malcom...Martin...Chuck Berry...Hendrix...Pac...Biggie...Nas...Douglass...DuBios...Shaka the Zulu...Carver...and the barber...cuz they look just like me...

...but I'm no Langston...

that what you were looking for Naughty ?
Loves it! :hug:
 
Loves it! :hug:

Black love at its best baby!
You can discriminate, perpetuate, congratulate, celebrate or just plain hate but don't let it go to waste!!

I have a question for the OP and this one's a biggie, why are brothas so stingy with the meat? I mean is a peak too much to ask? Straight white guys will pull that shit out in a heartbeat, you'd think that as much as brothas brag about his big they are, they wouldn't mind proving it. Are they scared that a gay man will latch on to their pelvis and never let go? Is it cuz of what the homies might say? Y so timid?
 
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...Well I'm no Langston...

and I can't speak on the pleasures of the black dick since I prefer giving it. Kinda like an innate mojo stick...but I love my brown skin and my tongue so slick...or how I'm a marvel to the world like Sydney Portier to the big screen flick...like Michael jordan we're often imitated...but never duplicated...and unable to be emasculated...

...I love all women that sit upon creation's perch but this is for my black queens...the mothers of teh Earth...underestimated at birth...but when times get hard and the youngins feel emaciated...Mrs' Brown Sugar can cook those ho cakes and corn beef for all it's worth...when the winter fire is dyin and teh baby is cryin...the roof is leakin and the bill collectors are speakin...Mrs. Brown Sugar is always there first...

...When daddy passed or the Cubs finish damn near last...for those broken bones she was the cast...but when we got outta line...she wouldn't hesitate to cut our ass...so it don't bother me when Mrs. Brown Sugar asks me to cut the grass...and when she offers up that cash for it...I gladly pass...

...Mrs. Brown Sugar taught me to have pride and walk tall...and regardless of skin color...to love all...and that I aint gotta be crooked to ball...but I learned that last one the hard way...and on that court day...she took the tension and pain away...

...Cuz of Mrs. Brown Sugar...I love lookin at Malcom...Martin...Chuck Berry...Hendrix...Pac...Biggie...Nas...Douglass...DuBios...Shaka the Zulu...Carver...and the barber...cuz they look just like me...

...but I'm no Langston...

that what you were looking for Naughty ?

Baby, you know you have it goin' on! LOL!
 
Black love at its best baby!
You can discriminate, perpetuate, congratulate, celebrate or just plain hate but don't let it go to waste!!

I have a question for the OP and this one's a biggie, why are brothas so stingy with the meat? I mean is a peak too much to ask? Straight white guys will pull that shit out in a heartbeat, you'd think that as much as brothas brag about his big they are, they wouldn't mind proving it. Are they scared that a gay man will latch on to their pelvis and never let go? Is it cuz of what the homies might say? Y so timid?

That's what I'm saying...:wink:
 
Well,

Once again, I am going to jump in on this one. Beauty and Bootie are in the eyes of the beholder. Our culture is one that at its roots of improvisation and change.You hit it on the first beat, we groove it on the second, Look for us here and you will probably find us there. We invented drama, trauma and yo' mama! So those who cant take the heat usually stay out of the kitchen (in every sense of that word) We were post modern before post modern was post modern. We cant just just do it plainly we have to throw a little hip and spin into it to bring out the flavah! But mind the tongue behind those luscious lips can be as sharp as the hips are round! We are the Gumbo YA YA and dont it taste good , chile? Now Mista Geechee , or Dee Blackthorne or NJQT, or Rommette or Chocko Kittie or Marley, or 8060 or Or Gone A orAlter Ego, or Lex or Playainda, or Invisi riff on the second verse of this spiritual! :biggrin1:
Mic check…

We are hot because we keep the flames poppin’ non stop
We don’t blink or flash, we shine ‘round the clock
We don’t hesitate at those signs that read “Do Not Enter, One Way, & Cash Not Accepted.”
Credit, please.
This way, y’all. We got this.
We constantly make moves because they’re steadily following
We don’t pay to get in because we knows who’s workin’ the door
And why is our song always on when we step through…
‘Cause we’ve been here before
Attractive, please…
Try fine as hell ‘cause our sexiness stays on default
With our thick lips that we lick so seductively
And our varied complexions that compliment us all to the same degree
That flows over our body language so sensually
We’ll make you have an orgasm in your sleep
We are sharp like Malcolm, cool like Billy Dee
And fresh because we choose to be
Now, take my picture while I sit on this stoop & eat my Kogel hot dog
Excuse me, Sir, do you have any Grey Poupon?
Hold up! I don’t eat that shit…where’s the fuckin’ French’s?
Peace!
 
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Mic check…

We are hot because we keep the flames poppin’ non stop
We don’t blink or flash, we shine ‘round the clock
We don’t hesitate at those signs that read “Do Not Enter, One Way, & Cash Not Accepted.”
Credit, please.
This way, y’all. We got this.
We constantly make moves because they’re steadily following
We don’t pay to get in because we knows who’s workin’ the door
And why is our song always on when we step through…
‘Cause we’ve been here before
Attractive, please…
Try fine as hell ‘cause our sexiness stays on default
With our thick lips that we lick so seductively
And our varied complexions that compliment us all to the same degree
That flows over our body language so sensually
We’ll make you have an orgasm in your sleep
We are sharp like Malcolm, cool like Billy Dee
And fresh because we choose to be
Now, take my picture while I sit on this stoop & eat my Kogel hot dog
Excuse me, Sir, do you have any Grey Poupon?
Hold up! I don’t eat that shit…where’s the fuckin’ French’s?
Peace!

LOL! Hustle and flow....
 
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LOL! Hustle and flow....
LOL:lmao:

That is all you, Naughty. How are you going to spit like you did call us out? And I'm late, that was damn near a week ago, lol. That was fun though. Maestro is cool. He just...he ain't from here, u know:biggrin1:
 
Mic check…

We are hot because we keep the flames poppin’ non stop
We don’t blink or flash, we shine ‘round the clock
We don’t hesitate at those signs that read “Do Not Enter, One Way, & Cash Not Accepted.”
Credit, please.
This way, y’all. We got this.
We constantly make moves because they’re steadily following
We don’t pay to get in because we knows who’s workin’ the door
And why is our song always on when we step through…
‘Cause we’ve been here before
Attractive, please…
Try fine as hell ‘cause our sexiness stays on default
With our thick lips that we lick so seductively
And our varied complexions that compliment us all to the same degree
That flows over our body language so sensually
We’ll make you have an orgasm in your sleep
We are sharp like Malcolm, cool like Billy Dee
And fresh because we choose to be
Now, take my picture while I sit on this stoop & eat my Kogel hot dog
Excuse me, Sir, do you have any Grey Poupon?
Hold up! I don’t eat that shit…where’s the fuckin’ French’s?
Peace!

You got MY attention.
Strong work, my friend! :cool:
 
Y'all have been seriously representin'! Each new affirmation makes me grin from ear to ear. Do you write poetry? I want to see some from everybody. This has been fun, hasn't it?
I used to write it a lot, but I just got out of it. The only blog that I've posted is a poem. Pulled that out of thin air one day. I've got in the vault. I think I can hook you up.

You got MY attention.
Strong work, my friend! :cool:
Thanks, X. And always, you've got mine!:cool: